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Chapter 258 Black Six
Bai Wenzhi didn't keep Zuo Chong waiting, and he called on the third day. The old boy was furious for the position of Jinling Police Chief. He had mobilized his connections for many years, and the speed was so fast.

"Section Chief Zuo, my old brother happens to be working in the Military Jurisdiction Department of the 88th Division. He found a reason that the record is broken and needs to be transcribed. He has already shipped the things out of the division headquarters. You should send someone to help him."

Hearing his complacent and distressed tone, Zuo Zhong guessed that the old brother did not miss the benefits of asking for nothing, which is very reasonable, no matter how the camp records are military secrets, taking them privately is a serious crime.

He smiled and comforted him and said, "Okay, let me tell you the truth, Lao Wen is about to die, Shangfeng intends to choose one of your deputy directors, you can ask Section Chief Yang for this matter. "

The Ministry of the Interior can say something about this matter. Section Chief Yang has a lot of connections, maybe he can help him find a way out. Toto has something to do with it.

In the end, Bai Wenzhi hung up the phone with a thousand thanks, and Zuo Zhong asked someone to drag the records back. There was a whole big truck, which was all the records of the 88th Division's camp in five or six years, and the number was naturally quite a lot.

The large meeting room of the intelligence department was emptied. There were stacks of records taller than a person on the wall, and a huge blackboard in the middle. There were heavily armed guards outside the door. The place was under martial law.

Zuo Zhong looked at Gu Qi, Wu Chunyang and the little spy behind them, and said loudly: "From now on, you will eat and drink in this room, you will be accompanied by guards when you go to the toilet, and you will have quilts here if you are sleepy.

Your task is to check the target's activities according to the time track, and record one on the blackboard every time you find one. Wu Chunyang is responsible for the inventory work, and Deputy Section Chief Gu is responsible for recording and verification.

I need to know how long he has been out in which month and year, what is the reason for going out, whether there are other people who went out with him that day, the target and the records of the items these people brought back. "

Gu Qi and Wu Chunyang stood at attention: "Yes, we promise to complete the task."

Zuo Zhong looked at his watch: "Let's start, hurry up and finish as soon as possible."

The secret agents began to work, and the gate was closed immediately, and guards with Thomsons stood at the gate. This is an operational discipline that is only enforced during wartime.

From this moment on, the intelligence department must be impeccable in its work against the enemy, and must not give the Japanese any chance to take advantage of loopholes.

Zuo Zhong walked back to the office and met Song Minghao who came to report. He brought back a piece of good news, which was related to the existing information.

"Section Chief, I have inquired through my friends that in Jinling City, there are not many people who are willing to do business with people in the Jianghu who are engaged in arms trading, because the risk is too high, and people in the underworld often eat black people."

Song Minghao gritted his teeth when he thought about their being robbed, "However, there are also a few poor and crazy gangs who specialize in buying some broken weapons, repairing them and selling them to people in the Jianghu.

Among them, there is only one family that sells Browning, the leader is Hei Liu, and there are four people under him. It is said that there are people in the army behind the scenes, and they are acting rather crazy. After your accident, you disappeared. "

In the army, will it be Zhu Jisheng?

After hearing this, Zuo Chong's face remained normal: "You are in charge of communicating with the police station and the Cao Gang, find out this person, and his subordinates too, just let it out and say that our Secret Service wants these bastards."

Song Minghao asked: "Don't you need to keep it secret?"

Zuo Zhong shook his head: "Let's find Hei Liu first. I suspect he has been silenced. Using such a gun with such obvious characteristics to act clearly shows that he is not afraid of being traced. Let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor first."

Song Minghao thought about it too, and immediately left to contact the police station and the Cao Gang. Zuo Zhong's seven-day limit order almost drove these people crazy.

As the largest Jianghu gang in Jinling, the Cao Gang's strength under full mobilization is astonishing. Within two days, they got news of Hei Liu and set up ambushes in places where the other party often haunts.

Song Minghao was quite surprised when he heard the news. It is true that there are dragons and snakes. The efficiency of the Cao Gang in inquiring about news cannot be underestimated, so he directly found Ma Tianchang who was staring at the scene.

To say that Ma Tianchang really tasted the benefits of cooperating with Zuo Zhong, as long as he used the signboard of the Secret Service when encountering anything, it would be unimpeded.

For example, his subordinates were arrested by the police station and quickly sent out by the police. The eyes of other Jianghu people in Jinling City were red with envy, but who made them have no backers.

Of course, he dare not do those excessive things, Zuo Zhong's bloody warning is still in his ears, and now the Cao Gang is gradually focusing on business.

Making money is much better than fighting and killing, and at the same time, the Cao Gang needs Zuo Zhong's support even more, so when he heard that Section Chief Song was coming, Ma Tianchang hurried out to greet him.

"Captain Song, I'm sorry, Mr. Ma originally wanted to catch him and send him to the prison. Why did you come in person?" Ma Tianchang had a smile on his old face.

Song Minghao waved his hand: "Don't talk nonsense, are you sure that Black Six will appear? Also, how many people have you arranged nearby, and are you carrying any weapons?"

Ma Tianchang put away his smile: "Hei Liu is a well-known hacker, but he is a dutiful son. He won't ignore his wife. I brought fifty old brothers, all armed, and they all served in the army."

Song Minghao took out the pocket binoculars from his pocket and looked at them. He spotted the people of the Cao Gang at a glance. These people were either standing on the street chatting or looking around, very conspicuous.

He frowned, turned around and said to Ma Tianchang: "Retreat immediately, and leave this place to the person I brought here. After you go back, you can find someone to go around the city and ask if there are any unnamed corpses recently."

Ma Tianchang nodded, knowing that Song Minghao didn't like his subordinates, so he went out and made a gesture. The gang of fierce and strong men quickly left the street, and the surroundings returned to calm.

The sky gradually turned dark, and the alley without street lights was very dark. A beggar sat at the entrance of the alley and begged with pedestrians.

Time passed by, the night gradually deepened, and there were fewer and fewer people outside, and it became quieter and quieter, only the snoring of beggars sleeping in their clothes.

"rustle."

When the moon hung high in the sky, there was a sound of vague footsteps, the sleeping beggar turned over, muttered a few words in his mouth, and continued to sleep deeply, as if he didn't care about who came.

A black shadow appeared at the entrance of the alley, and he walked up to the beggar with a look of vigilance in his eyes, but when the moonlight shone on his dirty face, the black shadow let out a sigh of relief.

Jinling's Heipi wouldn't work so hard, not to mention lying on the ground smelly in the middle of the night, even if they squatted around the perimeter, these people would go back to their respective homes immediately after get off work.

The black shadow sneaked into the alley, walked to the door of a house on his feet, knelt down and stuffed a package of things into the crack of the door, then got up and left without stopping, but when he reached the entrance of the alley, he was stunned.

The beggar just now was gone, and Hei Ying couldn't help but put his hand into his arms, but before he could take out his things, he was pinned to the ground by several strong men who jumped out, and one of them was the beggar.

The beggar grabbed Hei Ying's hair, took a picture of his face under the flashlight, and cursed: "Fuck, it's not Hei Liu, it should be that bastard's subordinate."

Heiying wanted to explain, but found that his jaw was drooping, and his hands and feet didn't respond, which made him terrified, who was the other party.

These people are by no means policemen. The Jinling policeman's hands are dark, but they are not so sharp. I have dealt with them for so many years, so I can't admit my mistake.

The beggar stretched out his hand to check on the black shadow, and quickly took out a handful of Brownings from his pocket, pulled the sleeve, and a bullet jumped out from the ejection port.

"He is really a desperado, and he is not afraid of killing himself by fire, so go and take out the package he just stuffed into Hei Liu's house, be careful, don't be found.

Take this kid back to the office, wash and strip him first, and order some appetizers. I will deal with it after consulting the section chief. No one can act alone, you understand? "

"Yes, Chief Song."

The flashlight came on, and the beggar who was emitting a stench turned out to be Song Minghao. Before he could remove his disguise, he jumped into the car and drove directly to the secret service.

The staff at the Secret Service Headquarters made him understand the truth that money cannot solve all problems, only power can. If Huang Dahu confessed to Dai Chunfeng, would he dare to do anything at one place? I'm afraid he wouldn't.

When Song Minghao was young, he was regarded as a fierce general in the intelligence department, but unfortunately no one appreciated him. After decades of hard work, he became a warrant officer.

Stimulated by such a place, Song Minghao actually rejuvenated his intelligence career for a second time. This time he not only pretended to be a spy, but also arrested people himself. He was determined to do something famous.

When Zuo Zhong was woken up from his sleep and saw the beggar version of Song Minghao, he thought he was dreaming. It wasn't until he heard the other party's orderly report that he realized that the old fried dough stick had really changed.

Having no time to think about the reason, Zuo Zhong and Song Minghao went downstairs to the interrogation room. Hei Liu's subordinates were being warmly received at this time. As soon as they walked in, they heard each other's high-pitched and miserable voices.

"Grandpas, I admit it. The boss gave me the gun. I and others wore it out. A few days ago, the boss suddenly wanted to use a gun. The boss picked two from the stock. What I said is true. .

Later the boss said that something happened, he took someone to meet the boss, and asked me to send some money and food to his old mother in a few days, I really don’t know where the boss is, I have been looking for him for the past two days. "

Hei Liu's subordinates snotted and burst into tears, and immediately told about the gun. This person learned that it was the Secret Service who arrested him, and sold Hei Liu and the small gang completely with only a few whips.

Zuo Zhong frowned, and asked, "What's the name of the boss you're talking about?"

Hei Liu's subordinates shook their heads repeatedly: "I don't know, only the boss has seen him."

"Your name."

"Ding, Ding Long."

(End of this chapter)